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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 6:07 pm
Four little werewolves...
Four little werewolves, A band of brothers, Silently looked at the moon, Wondering what they should do.
A strange instinct urged them, But they had no idea what it was. They were not full werewolves after all. They went to their father for help.
Their father, a majestic werewolf, looked silently at the moon. Then he howled mysteriously. His little sons imitated soon after.
(I have no idea how to write a poem xP)
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 11:15 am
Four little werewolves...
Four little werewolves out at play, so free and happy in the bright day. Then came the night, but unlike before, sleep did not come for the growing four.
Something crawled in their minds, and swam in their blood. With the rise of the moon, it had begun.
Four little werewolves out at play, under the moonlight, running every which way. With the first taste of flesh came the want for more, as their first transformation engulfed the four.
They ripped and they tore at all that they found, driven by hunger new and unmatched. They hunted with skill that lay hidden before, the monsters inside freshly unlatched.
Four little werewolves, asleep where they lay, all tuckered out from their night of play. The sun shone down on the siblings four, who would play in the night forevermore.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 11:52 am
Four little werewolves... Dancing under the full moon Happy as can be.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:40 pm
Four little werewolves...
Write me a poem, of which anything goes. It can be serious as a crutch or even just as nuts. Maybe fit in some rhymes, for that makes it flow So here’s my poem, of which goes quite slow:
Four little werewolves, as happy as can be Part of a pack that’s much more than three House and home is not far from these, Little young ones as you can plainly see
Their happy and bright, other than one oh so gloom Its dark lines cast over its face in doom But its beauty is there, standing out so bare For the world to see these three- For that one so dark and loom belongs to me, Hopefully.
(I'm really bad at writing poems, so I just put together what rhymes and what flows. If this offends you I swear it's just a joke and I was just trying to get things to rhyme. >,<)
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:54 pm
Shakespearan Sonnet in iambic pentameter with abab cdcd efef gg rhyme scheme. Four Little Werewolves...
Four little werewolves with small, blood-stained paws Bloodlust fills their minds. Regret owns their hearts. The moon’s own sons and daughters hear its calls. These souls compelled to play their monstrous parts.
No feast of blood satiates their anxious thirsts. No regret stops the hunger when it burns. Run from thy monster, but though each lung bursts You still can’t stop the monster when it turns.
Choices few: master it or be enslaved? Good intentions: long ago you still had those. The road to hell: the boulevard you paved. It’s the line you walk. It’s the way you chose.
A decadent, dark night enthralls your blood To shred the veins, spill the dark crimson flood.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 3:04 pm
Four little werewolves... None ever give them the chance To show their good hearts.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:13 pm
So many wonderful entries... I'm going to have to pick now.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:14 pm
Nyx Queen of Darkness Shakespearan Sonnet in iambic pentameter with abab cdcd efef gg rhyme scheme. Four Little Werewolves...
Four little werewolves with small, blood-stained paws Bloodlust fills their minds. Regret owns their hearts. The moon’s own sons and daughters hear its calls. These souls compelled to play their monstrous parts.
No feast of blood satiates their anxious thirsts. No regret stops the hunger when it burns. Run from thy monster, but though each lung bursts You still can’t stop the monster when it turns.
Choices few: master it or be enslaved? Good intentions: long ago you still had those. The road to hell: the boulevard you paved. It’s the line you walk. It’s the way you chose.
A decadent, dark night enthralls your blood To shred the veins, spill the dark crimson flood. Even though you put in mention of roads and boulevards, the forethought and effort shine through in this, You win first choice.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:16 pm
Aethubryn Four little werewolves, jumpin' on their mom, One fell off and hurt his left palm. Momma called their daddy and he said real calm: "You think that's bad? I fought in 'Nam!" Three little werewolves, jumpin' on their mom, One fell off and clobbered Uncle Tom. Momma called their daddy and he said real calm: "He's a big p***y - just go and get some balm." Two little werewolves, jumpin' on their mom, One fell off and dropped an f-bomb. Momma called their daddy and he said real calm: "Time for this werewolf to get a soapy nom!" One little werewolf, jumpin' on his mom, He fell off and landed on napalm. Momma called his daddy and he said real calm: "Darn you little werewolf, you ruined my plans for prom!" (This is, if you didn't realize it, a parody of "Ten little monkeys jumping on the bed" ) OMG I laughed SO hard when I read this, Aethu. You have /no/ idea.
So, I'm going to give you second choice.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:17 pm
VordTheVampire Four little werewolves... None ever give them the chance To show their good hearts. Heartwrenching, and so perfect. I give you the third choice.
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Anhelisk generated a random number between
1 and 25 ...
24!
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:25 pm
Now, rolling for the winner of the last, reserved kit. ^^
Nyx Queen of Darkness Bullterrierlove GrnGriff Kara Emily Asumie Prismatic Ferret Harukaharu Malomy Frezir Anemosagkelos Three Tailed Fox Kawaii Makura Koneko Allyson Awesome Ranger Myst WindRiderNaya Depawsit Never Crazy Shion Rasenka pinchmonster Deriberry C o w b o y P e e p Rhyleigh iMatthew Williams RockerWolfie1616 Darkly Wishful VordTheVampire
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:31 pm
Congratulations, Darkly Wishful!
As soon as everyone has made their selections, I'll be asking you to PM me with the following form!
Name: Gender: Ability Suggestion: Wish: Cert: Uncert Link:
But, I have a request -
I want most, if not all, of these kids to take after the dark, evil, brooding, emo, carnivore, or just plain sadistic side of their parents, in name or ability or wish, if not all three of them.
For example, my two babies are named Ghost and Sanguine, in this case meaning blood-red. Though Ghost's ability (Silent Footfalls) and her wish (To be unnoticed) are relatively innocuous, she is a stalkerish kind of creepy and enjoys sneaking up on people and offering her advice to them when they least expect it.
Sanguine's wish is far more straightforward. PLaying with his food, and wishing to take down his prey, are direct homage to his mother, with a bit of Hyde's sadism wrapped in. I don't need any of you to put in TOO much thought into this...
... I just want you to make it dark. ;D
Thank you for your time. [/rant]
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:33 pm
Ahh, thank-you so much Gilded! I will take the Kit that is left after the three others make their choice. ^^ I would be abundantly happy with any of them! And I would be happy to follow these Wishes of yours. :]
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:58 pm
Thank you so much Gilded! And congrats everyone! I'd really like the bottom left one please! Name: White Chapel Gender: Female Ability Suggestion: Ripping things Wish: I wish I shan't have to stop ripping! Cert: Night Uncert Link:
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 1:28 pm
Sweeet! biggrin I was hoping to make you laugh! I'm going to grab Raja's remaining baby. I already have one of my own colorings, soo I think I'm up for a surprise now! So, I choose you, WereWish-chu:
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